Recently, I finally watched all of the Harry Potter movies, over the course of several days and while I found them all to be, generally entertaining, at the close of the final film... well, I felt that they held together poorly.
There were leaps of logic, which, for people who have read the books (I have not), may not be apparent but based solely on the information imparted by the story on the screen, I feel confused and incredulous at their popularity!
Harry Potter isn't the only example.
I also watched the new Mad Max movie, Fury Road
and while it is stocked with images that are like candy for the eye,
ultimately it is a very small story, poorly told.
AND YET,
people whose opinion I generally respect, had told me it was amazing, with a brilliance unmatched in film making for years!
Oh, well, one lives and learns.
Or rather, one should but I keep going back to the well for another drink, always expecting the water to taste better than it did last time.
I am starting to sound like my mother, may she rest in peace, who was appalled by the poor acting, pacing and story line of
"India Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark".
When it first came out and I was a lot younger than I am today, it seemed like the finest film making in the world but now, older and wiser, I can see her point.
I am unsure whether this disillusionment is a function of age, or not
but it seems to to be that a lot of things that we were captivated by in our younger days, lose their charm as we grow older.
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